Jiangnan area, Jianghai City.
It was the evening when he came out of the train station. When passing the vegetable market, Fang Yu bought a slaughtered chicken and two cans of beer and walked home slowly.
His home is in a dilapidated village in the city. A house with a small yard has two floors. Fang Yu lives on the second floor, and the other mother and daughter live on the first floor.
The rent here is very cheap, only 500 yuan a month.
When he got home, Fang Yu set up an oven in the yard and put the chicken on the oven to bake.
Just as Fang Yu was applying sauce to the chicken, a girl with a schoolbag trot into the yard.
"It smells so good, Brother Fang Yu, I can smell it all the way." The girl walked up to Fang Yu and looked at the chicken on the grill, her big eyes flashing.
"Don't worry, it must be yours," Fang Yu said.
"Brother Fang Yu is the best to me." The girl said happily, and then walked into her house.
This girl is a resident on the first floor, Yu Yueyue, in her first year of high school.
After a while, Yu Yueyue walked out again and sat beside Fang Yu with a small stool.
"Brother Fang Yu, where have you been these days? My mother recently returned to my hometown. I live here alone, so boring." Yu Yueyue said with her chin resting on her hands.
"An old friend has passed away, I will go see him." Fang Yu replied truthfully.
"...I'm sorry, but the sorrow has changed." Yu Yueyue whispered as if doing something wrong.
Fang Yu's friend must be about the same age as Fang Yu, right? It's too miserable to die at such a young age.
But Yu Yueyue found that Fang Yu's face didn't have any sadness at all. He just stared at the greasy roast chicken and swallowed.
"All right!"
After a few minutes, Fang Yu picked up the roasted chicken and held it in his hand, as if he was not afraid of being hot at all.
Fang Yu tore off a chicken leg and gave it to Yu Yueyue, then he hugged the remaining roast chicken and gnawed it.
It smells so good!
Speaking of it, a person who has practiced for nearly five thousand years has not yet been able to achieve fasting, and he has to rely on whole grains to fill his stomach.
But Fang Yu couldn't help it. He may not eat, but he will be hungry.
A long time ago, he was very world-weary for a while and wanted to commit suicide on a hunger strike.
As a result, I still lived well without eating or drinking for two months. However, although there is no problem with physical function, he will feel extremely hungry and thirsty.
As long as there is such a feeling of hunger and thirst, Fang Yu has to eat and drink, otherwise it will be uncomfortable.
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The Strongest Qi Refiner
Historical Fiction*N0TM!N£* For Offline Purpose Only Credit to the Author&Translator(s) From:MTLNovel.com ****** Fang Yu, who has practiced for nearly five thousand years, still hasn't broken through the key refining period... Now its the modern period in earth. "I m...
